#weeaboobot

Down in the valley where the green grass grows, There sat Francis, sweet as a rose. Along came weeaboobot and kissed her on the cheek. How many kisses did she get this week?

1, 2, 3,

Francis was my mother's name

And weeaboobot kissed her on the cheek,

And weed-smoking penguins let out a cheer

And -eric-senpai-boy99 said:

"Whoa, what a hipster

Whoa, what a hipster

Whoa, what a hipsterI

Am!"

And Franklin swore an oath on a copy of Harry Potter

And Ericsenpaiboy99 left the room,

my take on the bot alignment chart